He was a bit of a lone hand. Had some friends but no romantic affair. He found fair sex complex and did n't understand them - though he thought the pussy role was rattling, with dainty breast a close indorsement. And like a lot of guy cable, he liked cocks in porn, if for no other ground than it reminded him of how his electric organ made him finger so good.

But after his fifty six geezerhood on earth, he was getting tired of whacking off. The stimu-tool was n't very much ameliorate, it did the work while he paged through the smut or fingered his ass. Sex toy were nice for a change, but even they got old. He 'd once had a hookup with a guy, a fag who wanted to suck his cock, so he let it happen. The guy gave the honorable blowjob he 'd ever had, but he really did n't have any more drawing card to guys.

He had been thinking about this a while, and decided to seem into putz sweetening so he could at least have a human mouth give him a treat : his own. Another 15cm on his 17, and a footling stretching therapy, should do the trick. The available legal options were kind of pricey, and they only took galactic deferred payment, but he had a soundly job and a bit of a snuggle egg, so he made the appointment at the Pleasure eye. They did all kinds of medical exam procedures, from vascectomies to moldable enhancements to gender modifications. They were legit and promote penis sweetening. It would be more than than an `` unadvertised '' doctor, but were dependable too.

Harl Emmands was his figure. He was a market keeper who lived in a blue devil collar sector. Neighbors were pretty good, but he basically kept to himself.

They called his name and showed him in. `` Pleased to gather you, Mr. Emmands. I 'm your med adviser, and I can excuse the choice. '' He started off with the basic, which Harl had already investigated. They worked surgically, with genetic modification or a combination of both. Harl had also heard there were some surgical options that could be added to the tidy sum, but did n't have a go at it what they were.

The consultant said, `` The surgical pick is the quickest and lowest cost, but you always have the fortune of complications from the surgery. A lot of that has to do with the stasis induction that we use for anaesthesia. Still safer than the drugs we used fifty years ago, but not without risk. Genetic modification takes longer, the usual ontogeny period is around six calendar month. Depends on how practically duration or girth you want to add. Here are the judge toll '' and he gave Harl a price schedule. `` If you 're matter to in the operative approach path, we have to take genetic sampling and do a examination grow, to make sure your genome is amenable. About five percent of men are n't ; the growth is too slow or wo n't stop. ``

'' How does the combined cognitive process work ? ``

'' We might do an initial surgery to install change to your vascular social structure. This is usually only recommended to older men who are diabetic or have circulatory shortfalls. I would n't recommend it to a healty man who 's only in his fifty. What kind of alteration are you looking for ? ``

'' I want to keep the same girth and about doubling its length. For autofellatio. ``

'' I see, '' said the consultant. `` How big are you now ? ``

Harl said, `` About 17 erect, normal girth. ``

'' That sounds feasible. The doc will prove you to make sure. The team has a expansion slot reserved for you in fifteen minutes. ``

At the exam, he was shown into a way with a recliner next to an test table. He helped himself to that while he waited for the doc. Soon, the doctor came in with a middle-aged nanny, who happened to make a very shapely body. The MD explained that they needed four sample : one cutis sliver, a acerate leaf biopsy from his penis, a spermatozoan sample distribution for testosterone and to hold general health, and quotidian bloodwork. The doctor examined him then discussed Harl 's penile structure with the nurse. They discussed back and forth, and both pulled, knack, stretched and otherwise handled his gumshoe. The Doctor sat to write out his preeminence, then the nursemaid asked if he 'd like her to help with the semen sample.

'' Huh ? Do n't you just give me a vial and a dirty vidmag… ? ``

She smiled, and said, `` There 's more than than one reason we call this the delight Center. Better customer Robert William Service. '' She began to stroke Harl 's shaft. Then she pulled her shirt exposed to give him a view of her cleavage. He started to react. She added, `` Go ahead and finger me. I like to have my mamilla touched. '' Harl smiled and reached for her rack. Nice, very nice, full and business firm. He complimented her and she smiled. Now she was stroking Sir Thomas More, and with one hand opened the specimen cup. It did n't use up too long before he was humping upward ; she stated to bet with his balls and he groaned, `` Uh, now… '' She put the cup at the nous of his cock and he grunted and shot his load into it. The nurse gave him a cerebrovascular accident to get the balance of his semen out, then capped it. `` Nice work, thanks, '' he said. She smiled and said, `` One of the fun parts of my job. ``

The doc finished his paperwork, gave Harl some references. They took the veritable bloodwork sampling and a DNA tab, and he left.

So Harl left and thought it over. On they way home in his ground car, he read some of the reading that the doctor had given him. Before the day was over, he 'd decided to do the genetic advance. It was a stretching but he could open it, and it might be fun to catch his rooster get handsome for six months .